Zara Larsson - Ain’t My Fault

If there was any question on Zara Larsson’s staying power, they’ve been well and truly answered.

Banger

How on earth do you follow a mammoth banger such as ‘Lush Life’? There’s no denying that it could be the ultimate pop anthem of the past few years, like the giant skyscraper in a city obliterated by a toxic virus of choruses by numbers and Katy Perry B-sides (believe it, we’ve heard them). So for Zara Larsson, the next step is a pretty important one… thank fuck that ‘Ain’t My Fault’ takes no prisoners and picks up where ‘Lush Life’ left off.

Weaving a tale of give no shits looks and confident struts down the high street (we all do it), ‘Ain’t My Fault’ is man-stealing national anthem that we’ve all been waiting for, full of heady drops and punchy beats - it really is the sound of Larsson owning the pop crown she seized off the others a long time ago. With a Britney-esque school bell ringing out in the first few seconds, there’s a real sense that Larsson could be the first bonafide pop princess to seize the globe since Miss Spears did it all those years ago, delivering uncompromising catchy booms that can be picked up wherever you walk.

If there was any questions on Zara Larsson’s staying power, then they’ve been well and truly answered. It certainly ‘Ain’t My Fault’ that this banger will be living in your play queues for the next year or so either… Jamie Muir